the Lawless Sonnet rides again
It stalks the shadows of my sleep Changes its shape each time I peek Its eyes a darting dance of light My dream a nightmare taking flight Yet I feel a sadness there As if somehow it is our fear Never alone when it is near A binding memory we must share So dance my puppet sycophant Reshape the clouds of darkened sight To meet the need of terror’s flight Escaping in the shadowed night Knowing that the day will break And with it our dark shadows take
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